We've Come for Your Eggs (And Other Reasons to Annex the North)

<p><strong style=background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1); color: rgba(102 102 102 1)>A fantasy satire of the U.S.-Canada trade war-starring one very stressed-out dragon.</strong></p><p></p><p><span style=background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1); color: rgba(102 102 102 1)>Every quest needs a hero. This one gets Glimm: a bonsai frost dragon stuck managing a band of blowhards on a doomed diplomatic mission.</span></p><p></p><p><span style=background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1); color: rgba(102 102 102 1)>His boss the wizard Jorvun Prattlethorn plans to sneak into Frostvale and seize the crown-on the dubious claim that he's King Trudera's bastard son. Glimm's only in it for the reward: tuition to dragon college. But first he must get them all there in one piece.</span></p><p></p><p><span style=background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1); color: rgba(102 102 102 1)>There's Elric an ex-rogue turned inventor turned lawsuit magnet. Lark a cultist pirate with a god-complex and a gun fetish. Fox a bard with a magical camcorder and a pathological relationship with the truth. And Xander a paranoid paladin with an MLM supplement empire.</span></p><p></p><p><span style=background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1); color: rgba(102 102 102 1)>They're not exactly loyal. They're not exactly clever. But they're all Glimm has.</span></p><p></p><p><em style=background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1); color: rgba(102 102 102 1)>We've Come for Your Eggs </em><span style=background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1); color: rgba(102 102 102 1)>is a fantasy romp where satire meets sword-and-sorcery-and at the center of it all a tiny dragon trying to keep the quest from falling apart.</span></p><p></p>